[Excerpt 1]
As long as he makes good use of Zhao'er, maybe even that silver-haired idiot will have to obey his words. Gao Shan's mouth curved into a sneer.
"Uh-huh!" He pulled out the knife without warning and swung it towards Zhao'er's neck!
Zhao'er turned her head to avoid it, turned around and drew her sword, blocking Takasugi's second move.
Just like this, you came and I took more than twenty moves. Gao Shan jumped back and said: "You are qualified, come with me tomorrow."
[Excerpt 2]
Teruji put her soft palms on Gintoki's face, stared into his eyes, and said: "From the beginning, my love was not Shiroyasha, who was burdened with many things; the only one I loved was Gintoki-san." Gintoki was silent, looking away, not wanting her to see his tears, but Teruji gently pulled his face back to face her. "But I want you to agree with me that no matter how many setbacks you encounter, you will stand up again and again, never belittle yourself, and never commit suicide." She stretched out her little finger and smiled at Gintoki. "As agreed, let's tick it off!"
[Excerpt 3]
After letting Futu send Zhao'er away last night, Kamui immediately forgot about her. He didn't expect that this weak woman would dare to take the initiative to pester him, which annoyed him greatly. He looked down at Zhao'er from the stands and said coldly: "Who allowed you to break into the coaching field without permission? Do you also want to compete?"
As soon as he said this, all the night rabbits started laughing loudly. Amidst the mad laughter full of malice, two blushes appeared on Teru'er's pale cheeks. The girl's crisp voice echoed in the huge venue. She could only hear her angrily replying to Kamui: "Bi, bi, bi! Anyway, I am destined to be tortured to death in your hands. It would be easier to die earlier!"